Otherworldly Merchant

“Whether or not, we must be careful. The Valley of the Devil is truly famous at this time!” Han Lao six-eyed down the mountain and said with a heavy face.

Indeed, in the Valley of the Devil there were the Petrified Gallen family, the Yin Spirit with the Sword of Dusk, the Devil hiding in the Box, the mercenary regiment armed to the teeth of a blinking man, the master of Dragon Springs Hills with all sorts of strange tricks, and the mysterious old little girl who had been hiding in the dark.

Whichever one of them is most appalling!

The only thing I can do now, though the source of it all points to me, is to watch it change.

Heavy snow drifts, looking up, only a thick white mist can be seen, the gray cover of the sky.

It seems that this valley has been isolated from the heavens and the earth and is simply another world.

Gray grey eyes became thicker and darker, and the sky gradually darkened and the whole sky was like a black pot with an upside down bite, without revealing a slight void.

When!

At this point, a loud bang came from the highest snow peak in the valley!

The sound was strange, although I could clearly tell where it was coming from, but deep inside it was trembling at the same time, as if someone had treated my heart like a bronze bell and struck me hard!

It's exactly what I heard when I first stepped into the tunnel.

The only difference is, that unspeakable fear and tremor is stronger!

All of a sudden, I was filled with an unnamed rage and fury, and suddenly I hated the world, and I wanted to tear it apart, kill it all, and I totally turned it upside down.

“Ah!”

I roared and pulled out my knife and stood up, trying to rush down the hill and kill everything I saw!

“Sit down!” Han Lao Liu pressed me against my shoulder and shoved me back to the stone. Then he pulled out a bright little bottle and poured it into his mouth. He turned his hand to me and gave me the unquestionable command: “Drink it quickly. ”

I was full of mania, but there was still a light left. I took it now and drank it dry.

The bottle also contains something that is bitter and spicy, as if it were made from the world's hottest chili and strongest wine. Once it enters the intestine, it stands like a charcoal, as if it burns my guts, so I can't be sad.

I threw away my knife and grabbed my hands to my throat and heart, pounding and rolling over the snow.

Where we are sitting, right next to the cliffs, under my scroll, scattered rocks roll up and scream snow, causing a burst of noise.

Han Lao Liu took the first two steps, holding onto me about to roll down the cliff, and drank loudly: ”Hang on! This is your demon. If you can't stay calm, you can't live tonight! ”

At this time, I was burning and the pain was unbearable, but suddenly I regained my senses. The Book of Ethics was read in accordance with his request.

After more than an hour, that extremely unbearable pain gradually dissipated. My clothes were all soaked in cold sweat and frozen into a bunch of hard bones, like wearing a very heavy armor!

Han Lao Liu also saw sweat on his forehead and froze into a small ice bead, but I was surprised that his sweat was green.

He finally slowed down when he saw me, so he relaxed, pounding on his back and breathing heavily in the snow.

“What the hell just happened?” I asked frightened and frightened. Ever since I took over Grandpa's antique shop and stepped into the shady trader business, I have experienced countless perils, but I have never felt so close to death, and I have never felt such fear!

I didn't even see anything, I just heard a strange voice!

“Here it is!” Han Lao Liu did not answer me, but said a strange word in horror.

I just wanted to ask him what's here, a sudden crackle in his ear.

Sound became louder, denser, and more connected. It came from a statue that was not far from us, a magnificent stone.

Knock!

Knock, knock!

Like hundreds of hungry wolves chewing bones together, hearing people's hair numb, where the sound sounds, the stones blowing up a crack, spider webs all over their bodies.

The cracks are all blood-red, like suddenly swollen blood vessels, stretching through the dense numbness, dreading up that already extremely haunted statue with horror!

One of the stone statues grabbing the human head stared at his eyes, the fiery red eyeballs spinning viciously, swept over from us, then a long roar, drilled a pitch-black pointed corner in his brain, and protruded twice on his back to produce a pair of wings!

“Ow!" he opened his blood-bottom mouth and shouted, then jumped in the middle of the sky, suddenly rushing down the cliff.

Immediately afterwards, many stone statues woke up successively, turning the red eyes of fire, wickedly swept past me and Han Lao Liu, and then screamed and swept over their wings!

In an instant, a strange rock all turned into a gloomy stone statue ghost, awkwardly screaming for resurrection, and the scene was terrifying. Had Han Lao Six not told me beforehand, because I had the magic box in my hand, they wouldn't have attacked me, I really don't know how to do it.

The sky is pitch-black, and at the foot of the mountain there is foggy pitch-black, with only a little white light coming out of the white snow held on top of those tall giant trees.

Suddenly, I had the illusion that we were not sitting on a hilltop at the moment, but sitting on an inky sea, a pale white spot, an island, an idyllic statue, a swallow that was tireless.

I want to jump in the water and feel that wonderful wave!

I stood up slowly, smiling forward.

“Jiulin!” Han Lao Liu grabbed me by the shoulder and dragged me back. By then, one of my feet had gone off the cliff, half my body had been suspended, and if I had even one second at night, I would have been buried at the foot of the mountain!